thinking more about that one friend im no longer in contact with than the ex who wanted to get married
Jim Hodges at the Walker Art Center
Untitled (one day it all comes true), 2013
denim fabric, thread
so fucked up that i have to take care of my body everyday. what if sometimes i feel sad about the maintenance
unless you literally want to crack open your rib cage and have me crawl inside do NOT flirt with me.
“this character is dead” to you maybe. I don't know where y'all live but I live in denial



